The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Ancient deserted city, hunting island, bridge fortress.

The battle has become completely fierce. Ordinary scholars and ordinary monsters are targeting the fortress walls and launching fierce offensive and defensive battles. Blood and flesh are flying everywhere, and countless people are killed and wounded.

The university scholar and the monster king and the barbarian king are fighting at low altitude. There are many monster kings and barbarian kings, but they cannot make any progress under the joint efforts of the human university.

In the sky, the battle between the human Confucian scholars and the monster kings has become fierce.

Although the monster kings and barbarian kings all have the word "king", unless otherwise specified, generally only the great monster king and the great barbarian king are qualified to be called kings, and each king has an independent title.

Among them, the strongest king title is the monster emperor.

There is a great Confucian Nangong Leng holding a volume of semi-saint true text in his hand, slowly reciting the scriptures. Every word he reads out will inevitably be transformed into a powerful force to attack the monster king. Every time Nangong Leng says a word, all the monster kings within a hundred miles will tremble and show a huge flaw.

There is a great scholar, Ye Hongyu, who only controls the verbal sparring, without any fancy tricks or any strange phenomena, just like the verbal sparring of ordinary scholars, attacking with sword after sword, but forcing the five great demon kings to be helpless with his own strength.

There is a great scholar, Sai Xiaoyu, who picks up a pen to paint, bows his head and keeps silent, but a series of war paintings fly out in front of him, and a series of strange flying demons break out of the paintings and entangle the demon king.

There is a great military scholar, Zhou Qingtian, behind him, there are two layers of literary platforms. The first layer of literary platforms is the "Ten Thousand Army Wentai". A continuous stream of translucent human cavalry flies out of the literary platforms and flies into the Ten Thousand Army in front. The translucent Ten Thousand Army is like one body, gathering weapons with murderous intent, and slashing the great demon king.

The second level of the Wentai is the "Three Kingdoms Wentai" of the historians. The phantoms of the three monarchs Cao Cao, Liu Bei and Sun Quan stand on it, looking down on the world. Once the Great Demon King approaches, they immediately fall into chaos and can't move forward or backward. They are even seriously injured by Zhou Qingtian and have to flee.

There are also many ordinary great scholars who have joined forces. If they fight against the Great Demon King one-on-one, they will definitely lose, but now they have achieved the effect of defeating the enemy with fewer people.

Although Li Wenying has just become a great scholar, he can only fight against two great barbarian kings with the Blood-Litting Ancient Sword. Behind him is only a "Sword Pavilion Wentai" of the military strategist. This Wentai has no direct killing power, but it makes his Blood-Litting Ancient Sword endless and indestructible.

In the intervals of controlling the Blood-Litting Ancient Sword, Li Wenying occasionally uses his specialty "Wind and Rain Sword Poem" to assist in the attack or help other great scholars.

Li Wenying's "Wind and Rain Sword Poem" was originally a Jinshi war poem, but he practiced it to the third level, and its power was equal to that of a university scholar's war poem. However, Li Wenying was already a great scholar, and the power of the university scholar's war poem was slightly insufficient.

It was just that he had just become a great scholar not long ago, and he was not very comfortable using other great scholar's war poems. In this battle, "Wind and Rain Sword Poem" was the most suitable.

Li Wenying blocked two great demon kings with one sword, while reciting "Wind and Rain Sword Poem".

While reciting "Wind and Rain Sword Poem", Li Wenying suddenly heard a strange tripod sound. The tripod sound was very contradictory. It made people feel that the sound was crisper than ordinary tripods, but it also felt that the sound was heavier than ordinary tripods.

Li Wenying didn't think much about it. After reciting "Wind and Rain Sword Poem", he was about to attack, but he was slightly stunned.

"Wind and Rain Sword Poem" suddenly rose from the third level to the fourth level!

An old man in a coarse cloth short coat appeared in front of Li Wenying. The old man looked like a farmer, but Li Wenying felt that this man seemed to control all the wind and rain between heaven and earth, and all climate changes could not escape the old man's palm.

Only a moment later, Li Wenying suddenly realized and recognized the identity of the old man.

The sky in a radius of ten miles suddenly darkened, and then it began to rain heavily, but each drop of rain quickly grew larger and turned into a sharp sword, densely packed and without any gaps.

There were dozens of demon kings within ten miles, and each one was caught off guard and attacked by the "Wind and Rain Sword Poem".

"Puff puff puff..."

Each demon king was cut by at least hundreds of divine swords transformed from rain, and their wounds were frozen, without bleeding, but the blood and qi were evaporated at a terrible speed.

The demon king was extremely powerful, but he could not get rid of the injuries caused by the "Wind and Rain Sword Poem" in a short time.

"Four Realms Battle Poem!" A big demon king shouted in fear while retreating.

The Great Demon King closest to Li Wenying was extremely miserable. He was pierced, torn, cut and strangled by hundreds of thousands of wind and rain swords. His body was completely destroyed. Before his soul could escape, he was pierced by the blood-clearing ancient sword and died completely.

This was the first Great Demon King to die in the battle of the Qiaotou Fortress outside the Hunting Ground Island.

A few wind and rain swords flew down, and a large number of demons and barbarians were injured. Among them, three demon kings and barbarians were hit by more than ten swords and died immediately. More than fifty demon marquises and barbarians were killed.

The four realms of war poems are the holy soul war poems. The phantom of the old man who controls the weather and wind and rain is the holy soul of Xu Xing, the semi-saint of the farmer family!

However, the phenomenon of poetry leap is not only happening to Li Wenying.

Anyone who uses war poems in the ancient land of the deserted city at this moment will directly increase the power of all war poems by one realm!

In just a few breaths, in the battlefields of the ancient wasteland, the monsters lost 21 kings, 139 monster kings, and more than 5,000 monster marquises. The rest of the monsters were countless, numbering over a million, and the wounded exceeded 10 million, most of whom were affected by the war poems of the great scholars or university scholars.

This is just the direct casualties caused by the poetry tripod.

Because the power of the human race suddenly jumped, the monsters everywhere were in a brief chaos. The human race seized the opportunity and doubled the casualties of the monsters!

All the human scholars in the ancient wasteland were puzzled, and even many great scholars or university scholars directly reported to the saints.

No semi-saint replied.

Because no semi-saint had ever seen this kind of power, and could not deduce the source of the power, they could only guess.

The source of the world of Shi Ding Town, Fang Yun's "Jing Huoshan" was formed.

With the increase of holy blood, Shi Ding and various powers, the power of "Jing Huoshan" soared, even reaching the peak of Hanlin war poems, infinitely close to the war poems of the university scholar.

Hanlin cut off the peak, the university scholar destroyed the city!

I saw that one mile in front of Fang Yun, the ground with a diameter of 100 feet suddenly cracked, and a large piece of magma flowed out, and then there was a loud bang, and a crater rose from the ground!

All the monsters within the range of the crater, whether they were plague corpse soldiers or monster generals and monster marquises, were swallowed by the crater before they could even shout.

However, many Jinshi were only slightly happy, and did not hold the hope of escaping death, because no matter how big this volcano was, the range was only a hundred feet in diameter, and at most 10,000 monsters could be killed.

"Lei Li" was a little nervous at first, but when he saw the appearance of this volcano, he smiled contemptuously.

"Nothing more than that."

However, a strange scene appeared.

A huge magma ball with a diameter of about 50 feet flew out of the crater, with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and smashed into a living demon army, where there were only 3,000 demon commanders and demon lords.

"Bang..."

Half of the demon commanders and demon lords were hit by the magma ball and died!

This is not over yet. The crater spewed out nine huge magma balls with a diameter of 50 feet like a string of cannons, flying in the sky at a speed of one bell, flying to the most densely populated places of demons and smashing down fiercely.

The Lord of Plague was extremely distressed. Ten huge magma balls killed at least 50,000 demons and reduced the team by one-fifth. Moreover, this was magma. Even if he came in person, he could not turn the ashes of the demons into plague corpses.

The Lord of Plague snorted coldly: "It's only 50,000 or 60,000 damage."

"Then I'll give you more 'nothing more'!" Fang Yun's voice sounded. (A great event, a cool phone is waiting for you! Follow the official account of Qidian/Chinese website (add friends on WeChat - add official account - enter qdread), and participate now! Everyone will win a prize, follow the qdread WeChat official account now!)